Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Three: Love
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| TO lose thee, sweeter than to gain | |
| All other hearts I knew. | |
| T is true the drought is destitute, | |
| But then I had the dew! | |
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| The Caspian has its realms of sand, | 5 |
| Its other realm of sea; | |
| Without the sterile perquisite | |
| No Caspian could be. | |
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